Three years after graduation,
After fruitlessly drifting from one job fair to another, and after quitting yet another job for the ninth time in his life,
An Ze let out a long sigh! Cursing the unfairness of the world, he pulled out the only 23 yuan in his pocket...
One bowl of Longjiang pork knuckle rice and one bottle of sugary soda later, he returned to his rental room, which was barely 10 square meters.
He thought this was just how life would be...
Then, in an accident, he was stalked and murdered by a top assassin?
When he awoke, his body and soul had split in two!
In the spirit realm, he had to face vengeful ghosts bent on killing him every moment of every day!
In the real world, he had inherited the power of a Shadow Rank: he could change his appearance, heal grievous wounds, and wield the strength of a thousand jin. By day, he was an urban talent. By night, he was an urban "ghost talent."
